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The car door opened lightly, and a person got out, his pale face still couldn't conceal his unparalleled beauty.

Qian Shucheng still didn't move, his eyes were fixed on that person for a moment, watching him get off the car, and watching him approach step by step.

"Xiaocheng, shall we go back to the old house tomorrow weekend?" Qingqing's cool and soft voice flowed from those bloodless thin lips.

Qian Shucheng was in a trance for a moment, as if he had returned to his high school days.At that time, his studies were tight and his elder brother was always away. He usually lived on campus.It's just that sometimes, when the eldest brother comes back from work and just in time for the weekend, he will go to school with Murong Ling to pick him up to the old house.Murong Ling would order the cook to prepare a large table for him, saying that he was still growing and he must make up for it.

At that time, this person was also like this. He parked the car at the school gate and waited with his brother downstairs in the teaching building. Stay home."

But now, there is one less person and less state of mind.

As the person got out of the car, the students around Chu Yunxi, who had not dispersed to watch the show, immediately shifted their targets, gathering in twos and threes, whispering while walking, and secretly taking pictures with their mobile phones.

Before getting a reply from the person in front of him, Murong Ling called out again, "Xiao Cheng?"

Qian Shucheng snapped back to his senses: "Huh?"

Murong Ling said: "There is nothing to do this week and go back to the old house. The last time we met was rather hasty, I think you should want to chat with me."

Qian Shucheng said, "Okay, I'll go home and clean up first."

"You should drive to Xiao Cheng's apartment first." Murong Ling turned around and greeted Chu Yunxi, then turned to Meng Junchen and said, "What about you? Do you want to go together?"

Meng Junchen shook his head and hands wildly, hurriedly said that he still had something to do, even Qian Shucheng didn't care about it, and ran away in a hurry.

"Let's go?" Murong Ling tilted his head to signal.

"Let's go." Qian Shucheng put his hands in his pockets and replied blankly.

The two walked slowly on the quiet path of the school, and the afterglow of the setting sun obliquely hit the two of them, forming a picture of the tranquility of the years, even though it was just a picture.On both sides of the road, the tall sycamore trees were rustling by the wind. Occasionally, students passed by with youthful faces.

It is rare for Murong Ling to be so peaceful in his heart. He can't even remember how many years he has not enjoyed this kind of peace.Since his parents passed away, he has been fighting alone in the bloody storm until now. Although he came to Qian Shucheng for a purpose this time, he didn't want to say anything at this time to break this rare good atmosphere.It would be great if it could go on like this forever.But the gear of time will never stop turning because of one's expectations, and this road will eventually end, as if the beauty once thought is just a fleeting bubble.

Murong Ling looked at the sunlight that was smashed by the leaves and scattered all over the place. People like him are destined to go to hell.

During this time, no one spoke.

When he arrived at the apartment, Murong Ling didn't follow him, but waited downstairs tactfully. When he saw Chu Yunxi's car parked not far away, he walked over.

Knock on the car window: "Is there any smoke?"

With a strange expression on his face, Chu Yunxi touched the pack of cigarettes from the car and got out of the car, took out one and handed it to Murong Ling, who lit it, and took out a cigarette himself after lighting it, took a puff and exhaled the smoke ring.

"When did you start smoking?" Chu Yunxi looked at the people around him intentionally or unintentionally.

"soon."

When he came back this time, Murong Ling had changed so much that Chu Yunxi almost suspected that someone else was impersonating him, but he couldn't ask, and he didn't have the position to ask.After all, most of the people who have reached their level are only bound by interests.What can I do?What Murong Ling couldn't solve, how could he, Chu Yunxi, solve it?

Chu Yunxi: "I'm quite surprised that you suddenly called me today and asked me to drive you over to pick up Qian Shucheng."

Murong Ling: "He has been looking for a private investigator to investigate his brother's affairs."

Chu Yunxi: "What are you going to do with this brat who doesn't know what to do?"

Murong Ling took another puff of cigarette, paused and said, "Tell him the truth."

Chu Yunxi suddenly raised his voice: "The truth? What truth?"

"It's useless to warn him. He's too stubborn. He won't give up until he gets an answer. But you know those private detectives, they're a bunch of half-baked guys, and they reach out indiscriminately." Murong Ling looked at the light of the cigarette in his hand, Flickering and dimming, just like his eyes.

"Why, did those people touch something they shouldn't touch?" Chu Yunxi heard the meaning in the words.These people are called private detectives, but they are not much different from paparazzi. They stay around and inquire from place to place for some demands of their employers.Ordinary things are okay, these private detectives may really be able to find out a little girl or something.But their water is too deep and muddy, and if they are not careful, they will be smashed to pieces.

Murong Ling's voice was still unhurried: "Not yet, those old foxes haven't been touched so easily, I'm just in case. Some things need to be known sooner or later. Instead of letting him run around and offend offenders, it's better for me to directly tell him."

Chu Yunxi smiled wryly: "I don't think you will explain the whole story of that matter thoroughly."

Murong Ling stubbed out the burnt cigarette butt and said, "Say it clearly? I haven't thought it through myself yet."

Chu Yunxi's face twisted instantly, and he threw the cigarette butt on the ground fiercely: "Tell me an answer?! Tell me, is that the answer? You want Qian Shucheng to hate you, right? You want him to be ruthless." Murong Ling, how cruel are you to yourself?! The last thought is to pinch yourself off with your own hands?"

Murong Ling was unmoved, and took another cigarette from Chu Yunxi to play with: "Nianxiang? I haven't read about it for a long time. I just want to finish all the things I should do, and I shouldn't have Just cut everything off. Don't pity me, I don't feel sorry for me. Fire."

Angrily, Chu Yunxi threw the lighter to Murong Ling and said, "I won't waste my sympathy. What is there to sympathize with? You should die sooner." After saying this, Chu Yunxi was stunned For a moment, I wanted to smack my mouth a little bit.

"Excuse me." Murong Ling took the lighter and lit another for himself. "Recently, I discovered that cigarettes are really a good thing. It can numb people's nerves and always give people a very relaxed feeling."

Chu Yunxi frowned and said, "Then don't smoke too much. You should pay more attention to your body. You look like you are in your seventies at a young age."

Murong Ling let out a "heh" and crushed out his half-smoked cigarette: "Let's go, someone is coming. Pick up the cigarette butts you throw on the ground, what a habit."

Actually, Qian Shucheng didn't have much, so he went downstairs with a change of clothes and pajamas.As soon as he left the apartment, he saw Murong Ling's cigarette curling from his fingertips.

He remembered that Murong Ling hated smoking very much in the past, and thought it was a thing that was harmful but not beneficial, so he never touched it.

Qian Shucheng shook his head.

What are you thinking about, this person, I can’t control him no matter what, who is he and who am I, do I need to control myself?

Chu Yunxi drove, Murong Ling went to the passenger seat, and Qian Shucheng naturally went to the back seat.

As the car drove out slowly, Qian Shucheng always felt a faint smell of tobacco lingering around the tip of his nose, and the more he smelled it, the more irritable he became, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore and opened the car window.

At the end of September, although the daytime is still hot, it has begun to cool down in the morning and evening.The daylight hours are gradually shortening, and at 6 o'clock, the sky has begun to darken.The cool autumn wind poured into the car along the window, finally blowing away the restlessness in Qian Shucheng's heart.

Chu Yunxi watched Qian Shucheng open the car window, and glanced sideways at Murong Ling on the co-pilot, but saw that the man's eyes were slightly closed, with a trace of exhaustion on his face, then he turned on the air conditioner calmly, adjusted the Set the temperature.

He secretly sighed in his heart, remembering the last words Murong Ling said to him before getting in the car: If something happens to me in the future, don't worry about anything else, just protect him.

The three of them had their own concerns along the way, and without saying a word, it was around 7:[-] when they arrived at Murong's old house.

The location of Murong's old house is slightly out of the way, and it belongs to the outskirts of the city. The Murong family chose this location before because of the large area in the outskirts of the city, and because there are few people and it is easy to do things.But getting out takes time.

The car drove into the gate of the house, and the scenery it entered was the one in Qian Shucheng's memory.Murong Ling didn't pay much attention to these things, the overall design of the house was basically what it was when it was built, and it remained the same when entering the hall of the main house.

Murong Ling: "Aunt Chen, take Xiaocheng to his room and see if there is anything else that needs to be added."

Butler Chen: "Okay."

Qian Shucheng followed Steward Chen upstairs without saying a word, and Chu Yunxi only opened his mouth when the two went upstairs and walked around the corner.

"Have you considered it?"

"Ah."

"Once the words are spoken, there is no turning back."

"I didn't think about turning back."

This sentence was said so calmly, the calm Chu Yunxi felt sore.

He turned around and looked straight at the person beside him.

"A Ling, if I'm free recently, I'd like to chat with you."

"I know what you want to say, don't waste your energy in vain." Murong Ling sat down in front of the sofa, and patted the sofa to signal Chu Yunxi to stop talking standing up. "Why do you think I came back? Go home and tell your dad, I'll give him a year to adjust and stop losses in time."

"You really want to?"

"Since they insist on dragging me back from hell, they should be prepared to be dragged down by me."

Qian Shucheng put down his things and didn't tidy them up. After all, he didn't live there for a long time, so he didn't bring many things with him.As soon as I got down, I saw two people sitting on the sofa, both holding a magazine and flipping through it.The difference was that Murong Ling flipped through it calmly, and Chu Yunxi felt like he was about to tear the magazine apart.

Murong Ling looked down and said, "It's packed?"

Qian Shucheng: "Yes."

Murong Ling: "Then wash your hands and eat, do you want something to drink?"

Qian Shucheng: "No need."

Chu Yunxi: "I use it!"

Before the words were finished, I was already familiar with the way to go to the wine cabinet to pick up wine.

The three of them sat down, and Steward Chen quickly put out all the dishes, which were basically Qian Shucheng's favorites, except for a few light dishes next to Murong Ling.

Qian Shucheng's ancestral home is Sichuan, he likes spicy food, and has little interest in some porridge and side dishes.Murong Ling may have been traveling outside in his teens, sometimes precarious, and sometimes hungry, so he has never been picky about food.In the past, I often ate spicy food with the brothers. I was not very used to it at first, but after a long time, I gradually liked the stimulating feeling on the tip of the tongue.

Today, Murong Ling didn't touch those red dishes.

Qian Shucheng and Qian Shuning were picked up by Murong Ling 13 years ago.That year, Qian Shucheng was seven years old, Qian Shuning was 15 years old, and Murong Ling was 14 years old.

The parents of the two brothers died in a car accident when Qian Shucheng was four years old, and Qian Shuning was only 12 years old that year.Since the parents are both migrant workers, the hospital and even the police could not contact their relatives in their hometown. In the end, the two children had to be sent to a welfare home.

Even though a place like the orphanage has government subsidies, there is still not enough food for so many grown-up children, so life is very difficult.If you meet some older children who like to bully others, life will be even more difficult.

Qian Shucheng has been running around with his parents since he was a child, and then stayed in the orphanage for two years. His health is not good and he is always prone to illness, which also makes him a key target of bullying.It is impossible for Qian Shuning to watch his younger brother being bullied, so he often fights with other people.Some people's insidious schemes were brought out from the womb of their mothers. When they bullied Qian Shucheng, they would be careful not to leave any evidence, at least they never saw obvious marks on their bodies.For example, stealing food to make him hungry, such as stealing the sewing needles of the aunt in the yard.In the end, even if the trouble came to the administrator, the administrator would check and interrogate carefully the first few times, but later the frequency increased, and no problem was found each time. After a long time, the administrator felt that it was just a child. Mess around for a while, don't care about it anymore.

In the winter when Qian Shucheng was 7 years old, Qian Shuning was called to help clear the snow. Because Qian Shucheng was too young, he stayed in the house with other children of similar age.Seeing that the administrators had left, several older children who were avoiding work felt really bored. After whispering to each other for a while, they walked towards Qian Shucheng together, dragged him to the warehouse, and forced him to be a horse for them. Cheng refused, and wanted to call someone to rescue him, but the group of older children were afraid that they would call someone, so they pushed Qian Shucheng to the ground, took off his socks, stuffed them into their mouths, and then strangled him with a rope.

After finishing his work, Qian Shuning couldn't find Qian Shucheng, and was so anxious that he finally found him lying on the ground in the warehouse, being ridden like a horse.At that time, Qian Shucheng's face was pale, and his reaction was very weak, as if he was going to die in the next second.

Seeing this scene, Qian Shuning couldn't be rational. With red eyes, he picked up the shovel at the door of the warehouse and slapped the person riding Qian Shucheng on the head. The child softened before he could react, blood It flowed down his cheek continuously, and the other onlookers ran out screaming after being stunned for two seconds.

The moment Qian Shucheng saw his brother, he pouted his mouth in grievance and then fell limply to the ground.Qian Shuning walked slowly out of the warehouse step by step with his fainted brother on his back. At that time, Qian Shuning was only 15 years old, and his body was already very tired after helping the people in the yard clean the snow in the backyard. .There was a voice in his heart telling him not to give up, not to let go, if he rested, his brother might be gone.

When they slowly moved to the warehouse door, several administrators had heard the news and ran over.At this moment, even if those children were at fault in the first place, now the focus has become that Qian Shuning intentionally hurt someone with a shovel, and the injured person is still lying on the ground with blood on his face, and his life is uncertain.

After that time, Qian Shuning, a habitual fighter, would be sent to the juvenile detention center.He thought it didn't matter where he went, but he couldn't worry about his younger brother no matter what.So that night, he carried Qian Shucheng who was still a little weak and ran away overnight.

Coincidentally, Murong Ling picked them up on the roadside in the outskirts of the city that night.